I'm Emma and I have a friend who's my age with 59 kids. That's right, 59.
Isn't it the obvious that this planet is already overpopulated with those kids?
Everytime she pops out one, it got me happy for her but honestly, it makes me feel so bad for all the other women with families in the world that can't even reproduce kids the way it's done because as I always quoted “a vagina is not a clown car”
That's right, they're not a clown car and isn't even made for this. We're not fucking rabbits or any other animals.
Based on so many miscarriages she have had but lost count of it, I can totally feel a whole lot when my sister lost her twins in December 2013 right on my grandfather's birthday before I turned 19. What a way to hear this before having a birthday coming around the corner.
Now fast forward, she has all of her babies in 2014, 2015, 2016 and this year. *One is from her ex's previous marriage, one is adopted from Ireland and Cosima? She was produced via rape. RAPE. by a